A mother with a presentable appearance

On the outskirts of the city, at the Fallen Angels bar,
Mei Xian sat at a small table on the second floor, smoking a cigarette, a glass of Bloody Mary in front of her, watching the men and women dancing and embracing below.
Two years ago, Mei Xian would never have believed she would be sitting in such a place, smoking a cigarette.
In school, Mei Xian was a typical pure and innocent girl, exchanging letters only with the most handsome boy in her class, but still clueless about love, her feelings vague and uncertain. After starting work, through her family's introduction, she met Lao Yang, who was not particularly handsome and much older than her. They married after a short courtship, simply because Mei Xian felt that Lao Yang was honest and treated her well, which was enough for her. Her friends all said it was a pity, often saying that a beautiful flower had been stuck in cow dung, but Mei Xian felt that a simple life was fine; her heart was like a lotus emerging from the water, untouched by worldly prejudices. A year after her marriage, she gave birth to Xiao Zheng and became a virtuous wife and loving mother.
Now, Meixian couldn't understand what her role had become. She stubbed out her cigarette, took a sip of wine—the initial taste was sweet and sour, the aftertaste spicy—a reflection of life itself.
In the past two years, her husband, thanks to her connection with Jack Ma, had become the police chief, and she had rightfully become the chief's wife, with a good job in the municipal government—something everyone envied.
Was it really everyone's envy? Meixian didn't know, shaking her head with a bitter smile.
Her phone rang; it was her husband, Lao Yang. Meixian hung up casually and texted back, "I'm in a meeting."
Lao Yang replied, "Dinner's ready, waiting for you to come home."
"Don't wait for me, eat by yourself."
"I put the food in the fridge; I'll heat it up for you all when Xiao Zheng gets back from his shift."
Lao Yang was a good husband, upright and honest. Knowing Meixian was busy with official duties, he always treated her like a goddess, often saying he had accumulated good karma in his past life to have such a beautiful wife. Although he had become a bureau chief, he remained as virtuous as ever, never engaging in extramarital affairs outside the home and handling all the housework himself. Meixian, worried about his workload, wanted to hire a nanny, but Old Yang said, "This is a kind of happiness." Meixian
stared at the text message, lost in thought for a moment, then put her phone back in her bag. She checked her watch; it was already 6 PM. She wondered, "Why isn't Mr. Ma here yet?"
Six months ago, her son, Xiaozheng, had found Ma Yun, who had rescued his mother, Meixian, from Ye Daquan and even helped his father, Old Yang, become a bureau chief. The condition for the exchange was that Meixian must obey Ma Yun's orders for three years, agreeing to any conditions, before she could regain her freedom.
Meixian believed Ma Yun was a man of his word, but he also said that after three years, she wasn't sure if she would be willing to leave him.
Meixian took out another cigarette, ready to light it, when a lighter was handed to her. Meixian looked up and saw Ma Yun standing before her.
Mei Xian stiffened and tried to stand up, saying, "Mr. Ma."
Ma Yun pressed Mei Xian back down, gazing at her with a knowing look, as if admiring a flower or the moon, and said, "Missed me
, didn't you?" Mei Xian, already flustered upon seeing Ma Yun, was further agitated by his question, suddenly feeling as if she were having an affair. Startled, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly turned her face away from Ma Yun's gaze, silently lowering her head.
Ma Yun sat down beside Mei Xian and took out an exquisite gift box from his briefcase. "I went to buy you a gift, so I'm late. I'm sorry," he said with a smile, handing it to Mei Xian.
Mei Xian declined, saying, "I can't accept this."
"Why?"
"I've already accepted so many things from you; I can't accept anything more."
"Hehe, open it and see first, then we'll decide later."
Mei Xian hesitated, but couldn't resist Ma Yun's insistence. She took the gift box and slowly opened it, but after just one glance, her heart sank, and she quickly wrapped the gift box tightly again. Ma Yun laughed
heartily, wanting to see Mei Xian's adorable, shy, and bewildered expression. He then asked, "Do you like it?" Mei Xian didn't know how to answer, and dared not return the gift to Ma Yun. She bit her lip, hesitant. Ma Yun: "Go change quickly, I want you to wear it now." Good heavens! Mei Xian was shocked. Was he crazy? She wouldn't dare wear this even at home, let alone here. "Mei Xian, go change quickly," Ma Yun said again, but his tone was no longer so gentle. Mei Xian inwardly groaned, but having known Ma Yun for some time, she knew his temper well. She understood that he wouldn't allow her any more hesitation. Not daring to wait for Ma Yun to say it a third time, she sighed and got up. Ten years ago, Mei Xian would rather die than endure such humiliation from Ma Yun, but now, she had a home, a husband, and Xiao Zheng. She couldn't bear to leave any of it behind, so she had no choice but to compromise. Moreover, after experiencing so much, Meixian seemed to have gradually adapted to this kind of life... Meixian comforted herself, for Xiaozheng and Lao Yang, she should just endure it; three years would pass in the blink of an eye. Meixian came out of the restroom and changed into the gift Ma Yun had bought for her. It was a black, sheer, lace-trimmed short dress, the fabric clinging to her body, the sheer fabric almost transparent, revealing at a glance the bra Meixian was wearing underneath, creating a deep cleavage. The dress ran down her slender waist to below her navel, vaguely showing a thong. The hem of the dress reached her thighs, revealing a pair of smooth, rounded legs clad in black stockings, and patent leather high heels. Meixian swayed with each step, her left hand covering her chest, her right hand covering her groin, as if she were completely naked, as she emerged from the bathroom. Fortunately, the bar was dimly lit with low visibility, and not many people noticed. Meixian practically ran to her seat, and as she passed the next table, she was startled to find someone had patted her on the buttocks, feeling both angry and ashamed. Looking at Mei Xian, Ma Yun inwardly admired her. This woman, with her stunningly beautiful face and graceful figure, hardly looked like a woman nearing 40. One could easily believe she was a stunningly beautiful woman in her late 30s. "Mr. Ma, what else do you need me to do?" Mei Xian tentatively asked Ma Yun. Ma Yun was taken aback, not expecting Mei Xian to speak first, but then smiled and took another gift from his bag. This time, Mei Xian didn't refuse, but she didn't dare to take it directly either. She just silently looked at the exquisitely wrapped box, her heart pounding with anxiety. Looking at Mei Xian, Ma Yun hesitated to give her the gift. Instead, he placed it on the table and said, "Guess what's inside?" "I...how would I know?" "Just say something, I want you to guess." Mei Xian glanced at Ma Yun, looking aggrieved. "Mr. Ma, don't make it difficult for me, I really can't guess." Ma Yun said, "Then how about this, if you guess correctly, this thing won't be on you tonight, how about that?" "Really?" "Have I ever lied to you?" Mei Xian believed in Ma Yun's honesty, but then said, "Then...what if I can't guess?" "If you can't guess, then naturally this treasure will be used on you." Mei Xian no longer hesitated, thinking that since she was going to die anyway, she might as well guess; there was still a glimmer of hope. After thinking for a while, she said, "Mr. Ma, then I'll tell you." Ma Yun nodded. Mei Xian murmured, "Is it handcuffs?" Ma Yun chuckled and shook his head. Mei Xian asked again, "Is it a dog collar?" Ma Yun shook his head again. In fact, the items Mei-Hsien mentioned at this moment were all props she had personally experienced in the past. There weren't many, but there weren't few either. However, for someone who had never visited a pornographic website or a sex shop, she could only dig these out from her memories.

Mei Xian tried her best to think, but felt increasingly hopeless. Moreover, these things were closely related to her past experiences of being "trained," and the sudden thought caused her heart to surge with turmoil, like a small boat adrift in a stormy sea.
Ma Yun said, "Have you thought it through? This is your last chance."
"That...that's a vibrator," Mei Xian answered haphazardly, then closed her bright eyes, as if awaiting her death sentence.
Unexpectedly, Ma Yun smiled and said, "You guessed right."
Mei Xian was overjoyed, surprised that she had guessed correctly by chance. However, Ma Yun's next words chilled her heart, because she had only guessed half right. Mei Xian couldn't help but sigh, thinking that she had fallen for Ma Yun's trick again. But after understanding it, she felt at peace.
Ma Yun reached out and unpacked Mei Xian's package, taking out a toy resembling a vibrator. He pointed it at Mei Xian and said, "This is called an anal plug."
Mei Xian's heart pounded at the sight of it, and she stammered, "This...this thing is for..."
"Hey, stop playing dumb. Of course, it's for your ass."
"Oh..." Mei Xian almost cried out, involuntarily clenching her legs.
Ma Yun took out a bottle of clear, sticky liquid and poured it onto the anal plug. Mei Xian stared blankly. She wasn't unfamiliar with anal sex, but this anal plug looked incredibly ugly to her. It was oval-shaped, thin at both ends, wide in the middle, with a layer of fleshy bumps on the surface and a base at the end.
The thought of her anus swallowing this thing made Mei Xian's heart pound... She desperately wanted to run away, but her legs were weak, and she felt utterly powerless.
Ma Yun held the lubricated anal plug in his hand and reached under the table with his other hand, slowly lifting Mei Xian's skirt.
Mei Xian was startled, thinking, "No way, does he intend to carry this for me here?" She instinctively looked around, thankfully no one was watching. She reached out to stop him, but upon seeing Ma Yun's fierce gaze, her body trembled, and her struggling hand froze in mid-air. Ma Yun
ordered Mei Xian to spread her legs wide. Afraid of Ma Yun and helpless, Mei Xian had no choice but to obey. She lowered herself, moving her lower body under the table to avoid being seen. Ma Yun, holding an anal plug, inserted it between Mei Xian's legs from under the table. "Mmm..." Mei Xian felt a wet, sticky, and cold sensation at her anus, followed by a sharp pain in her buttocks as the anal plug stretched open her anus and smoothly entered her rectum.
The thing was so full and tight; Mei Xian felt as if her entire rectum had been stretched open. Her anus was swollen and sore, and she tried to tighten the folds, but it was too late.
"Come on, don't lean to one side, sit up straight.
You'll get used to it in a bit, it'll be comfortable." Ma Yun looked at Mei Xian's pained yet shy appearance with great satisfaction. "Mr. Ma, please, let me take it out, it hurts so much."
"Listen to me, just hold on."
Mei Xian's eyes glistened with tears as she shook her head and said, "Mr. Ma, I really can't." But what Mei Xian found even more unbearable than the soreness in her anus was Ma Yun's trampling on her self-respect as a woman and a wife.
Ma Yun ignored Mei Xian, holding her trembling little hand, comforting her while telling her to endure it.
Loud metal music blared downstairs, people cheered and jumped for joy, and the bar instantly became lively.
"Come on, let's go downstairs and have some fun." Ma Yun pulled Mei Xian up and followed him.
Mei Xian couldn't resist Ma Yun's brute force and was suddenly pulled downstairs by him, but with the anal plug still inserted in her anus, the annoying thing rubbed against her anus like crazy with every step she took, making Mei Xian scream in agony.
Ma Yun led Mei Xian from the second floor to the first floor, squeezed through the crowd, and arrived at the dance floor. He shouted in Mei Xian's ear, "Come on!" He took Mei Xian's hands, raised them above her head, and made her sway her body to the rhythm...
The deafening sound filled the surroundings, making everyone's blood boil. The lights above her head flickered, and it felt like the world was spinning. Gradually, Mei Xian couldn't help but close her eyes in immersion, and everything in front of her suddenly disappeared!
At this moment, Mei Xian seemed to be in another space, without worries, without burdens, without responsibilities... only unbridled release.
Ma Yun: "How is it! Is it good?"
Mei Xian: "Ah! What did you say!"
"I asked you! Is it good!"
"Good! Hahaha!" Mei Xian no longer needed Ma Yun's guidance; she twisted her waist and swayed her hips, dancing wildly and provocatively. And the anal plug that filled her anus no longer disgusted Mei Xian; instead, it became an indescribable stimulant, stimulating Mei Xian to the point of being unable to stop.
Ma Yun cupped Mei Xian's slender waist in his hands as they danced together, but suddenly a pair of hairy hands pressed against Mei Xian's buttocks from behind.
Mei Xian was startled and instinctively tried to stop them, but her hand retreated halfway. She thought to herself, "In a place like this, it's inevitable to encounter perverts. I don't want to spoil the fun. Oh well, as long as they don't go too far, I'll let them be." So she continued to sway her hips and waist, completely ignoring the hands behind her.
The owner of the hands was pleased to see that Mei Xian didn't resist, and his hands became even more unrestrained.
Meanwhile, at home, Lao Yang was leisurely tidying up the house. He put the soiled underwear into the washing machine one by one. When he picked up one of Mei Xian's thongs, he suddenly remembered how his beloved wife looked wearing it, and his heart skipped a beat. He never imagined that at this moment, his beloved wife was wearing another thong of the same style, swaying her body wantonly in a bar, like a dancer.
The music reached its climax, the atmosphere in the venue peaked, and even the guests on the second floor joined in the dancing and shouting.
Mei Xian was drenched in sweat, her mind hazy, as if in a dream. Her skirt was lifted high to her waist, revealing her fair, snowy buttocks, the two cheeks of which were pinched until they were red. Her full, perky breasts, visible through her half-cup bra, seemed like dough in a man's hand, shifting shape from round to flat.
Yet Mei Xian seemed to have given up, disregarding everything, not caring how many people were playing with her. She felt she had never been so uninhibited in all these years, as if she had returned to that carefree, youthful age. She jumped and danced with abandon, shouting and releasing her emotions…
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” The music exploded with deafening roars, and the crowd cheered simultaneously.
Suddenly, Mei Xian felt her hips loosen, and Ma Yun, who had wrapped his arms around her back, abruptly ripped off her panties. A chill ran through her, but it was too late to stop him. She felt something hard suddenly thrust into her vagina, causing a spasm and her legs to tremble.
"Ah!" Mei Xian screamed, but the music drowned out her voice. Those around her, seeing her reaction, simply thought the beautiful woman was going crazy with pleasure.
"Ah...ahhh..." With the climax of the music, Mei Xian was being fucked by Ma Yun in front of hundreds of people in the hall. She wanted to beg Ma Yun to stop, but it was too late; it was futile.
Ma Yun grabbed Mei Xian's buttocks with both hands, thrusting his hips forcefully, as if trying to pour all his passion into her body.
At this moment, some people nearby noticed something was wrong. Some seasoned bar patrons stepped forward; they all knew that a woman who could be fucked in such a place was someone they could play with freely.
The crowd became somewhat chaotic, with everyone jostling for space. Mei Xian was caught in the middle, her half-cup bra torn off and discarded beneath her transparent skirt. Her bare breasts were being tossed and kneaded by the men. Mei Xian groaned in terror, but couldn't break free. A tingling, numb sensation ran through her groin, her legs went weak, and she felt like collapsing. In desperation, she grabbed one of the men who was playing with her. This action was misinterpreted by onlookers as Mei Xian deliberately seeking pleasure.
"What a slut," the words echoed in Mei Xian's ears, striking her like a thunderbolt. She desperately shook her head, shouting, "Don't touch me!! Get away!"
But the men playing with her seemed oblivious. They thought to themselves, "She's already been fucked, what's the point of pretending to be innocent?"
But what the men didn't know was that Mei Xian was indeed a pure-hearted woman. Today was her first time in a bar, and Ma Yun had deliberately brought her to this most chaotic "fallen angel" outside the city. Completely ignorant of the rules, Mei Xian didn't know that girls shouldn't dress too flamboyantly, that dancing shouldn't be too provocative, or that if someone groped her, she should escape immediately, otherwise…
But even if Mei Xian understood now, it was too late; the situation was beyond her control. Besides, Mei Xian's looks and figure were top-notch.
The men rushed forward, and the crowd grew increasingly chaotic. The DJ playing music on stage noticed something was wrong and picked up the microphone, saying, "Come on! Everyone, let's dance to the music!" At the same time, he pressed the monitor, switching between several cameras, and suddenly spotted Mei Xian in the crowd.
The DJ, both surprised and delighted, grinned lewdly and picked up the microphone again, shouting, "Attention, beauties and handsome guys in the audience! Let's see what the show is all about tonight!" He pressed a button, and the room went dark instantly, the music stopped, and a blinding white light shone down from the ceiling, illuminating Mei Xian's position.
The previously noisy crowd fell silent, and the only sound in the bar was a woman's continuous moans.
Under the white light, Mei Xian was leaning forward, her head resting on the shoulder of the man in front of her, her hands wrapped around his neck, her large breasts hanging down in front of her being kneaded by two men beside her, one in each hand. Ma Yun stood behind her, one hand supporting half of her fleshy buttocks, the other pressing down on the anal plug in Mei Xian's anus while thrusting his penis in forcefully. This gave Mei Xian the illusion that she was being penetrated by two men simultaneously. Her body heaved violently back and forth, her silk-stockinged feet excitedly rising on tiptoe, her fleshy soles almost perpendicular to the ground, her toes pressing against the tips of her shoes as if trying to burst out…
Mei Xian opened her eyes in a daze and suddenly saw hundreds of eyes staring at her. The bright sunlight from the sky illuminated her completely, revealing everything. Mei Xian was instantly terrified, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her mouth. She wanted to scream, but her throat felt like it was blocked.
At that moment, Ma Yun reached his climax, his penis thrusting several times, suddenly swelling, and he ejaculated a thick stream of semen inside Mei Xian!
Ma Yun's semen seemed to ignite Mei Xian's pent-up desires. Her body trembled violently, like a flood bursting its banks. Her neck arched back, her stockinged toes pointed straight, and she cried out in a frenzied, animalistic voice! Simultaneously, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her hot cavity, mingling with Ma Yun's semen, flowing down his penis… Under the watchful eyes of hundreds, Mei Xian reached a breathtaking climax…
After the orgasm, Mei Xian collapsed to the ground. Ma Yun helped her up, dressed her, and then carried her back to their seat on the second floor. Mei Xian was both frightened and ashamed, clinging tightly to Ma Yun, burying her head in his chest. She felt as if she had just had a crazy dream, her mind in disarray. But when she calmed down, Mei Xian reluctantly realized that it was all real.
Ma Yun sat down next to Mei Xian, one arm around her shoulder, gently stroking her up and down, encouraging her, "You did a great job tonight."
However, Mei Xian seemed not to hear, her delicate body still trembling slightly, still shaken.
Just then, someone passed by Mei Xian, and she quickly turned her face away, not daring to look at anyone, grabbing her handbag and holding it to her chest.
Ma Yun fed Mei Xian the leftover wine on the table, offering a few more words of comfort.
After resting for a while, Mei Xian was about to tell Ma Yun that she wanted to go back when she suddenly heard the DJ's voice downstairs...

(middle)

After resting for a while, Mei Xian was about to tell Ma Yun that she wanted to go back when she suddenly heard the DJ's voice downstairs...
Old Yang at home was collecting the washed clothes one by one and hanging them on the clothes rack, but he left one of Mei Xian's underwear in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became. The image of his wife making love in bed was immediately vivid in his mind. Old Yang couldn't control himself. He turned around and closed the bathroom door to prevent Xiao Zheng from suddenly coming back. He took off his pajama pants and actually started masturbating in front of Mei Xian's underwear...
However, the beautiful wife in the bar was about to face the start of the next performance. As the music slowly rose again, the DJ invited Mei Xian downstairs in front of everyone in the bar to stand on the stage and dance with the crowd.
The lecherous men on the dance floor, who had witnessed Mei Xian's lewd antics, were all itching to see her again, eager to taste this exquisite piece of flesh. They howled and whistled incessantly, urging Mei Xian to come down.
Ma Yun said, "Baby, do you want to go down and play with them?"
Mei Xian naturally shook her head, clinging tightly to Ma Yun. Although this man had repeatedly toyed with her, he was currently her only support. "Let's go."
Ma Yun looked at Mei Xian, a captivatingly wicked smile playing on his lips. Mei Xian knew he wanted her to get down.
Just as she was struggling with this dilemma, her phone suddenly rang. It was her husband calling again. She was about to turn off the phone when Ma Yun suddenly snatched it away. Startled, she cried out, "Mr. Ma, no!"
Ma Yun said, "I can refuse, but you have to give me a price."
Mei Xian knew what he wanted her to say. Hesitating, she saw Ma Yun already holding the phone to his ear, as if about to answer. Mei Xian quickly grabbed it back, saying, "Mr. Ma, give me the phone back! I'll do whatever you say."
"Haha..." Ma Yun laughed arrogantly and tossed the phone back to Mei Xian.
Mei Xian immediately hung up the call. Just as she was about to reply to a text message, her phone rang again. It was her husband calling. Mei Xian thought to herself, "Old Yang wouldn't call all the time for no reason. I should answer it first." But she was avoiding Ma Yun and thought the music was too loud, fearing Old Yang would become suspicious. So she stood up, left her seat, and went to a quiet corner near the restroom before answering the phone.
"Hello, wife," came Old Yang's voice from the other end.
Meixian said, "What is it? I'm in a meeting."
"Oh... still in a meeting... well..."
Meixian heard her husband seem hesitant and asked, "What is it? Just say it."
"Wife, are you free now?"
Meixian wanted to say no, but suddenly felt she had wronged Lao Yang, so she said, "Yes, you can. Just say it."
Lao Yang said haltingly, as if shyly, "Wife, could you make a couple of noises for me now?"
Meixian didn't understand at first, but after Lao Yang explained, her face flushed red. She thought to herself, "Lao Yang is usually so honest and simple, when did he start learning these bad things?" Just as she was about to rebuke him, she suddenly remembered her lewd behavior on the dance floor. Compared to those things, what did Lao Yang's desire mean?
Because his wife was often "in meetings" and even business trips, Lao Yang only had free time occasionally, but his penis was always on, making it very inconvenient. So he hadn't been intimate with his wife for almost a month. Right now, he's hiding in the bathroom masturbating, his lust is rising, but he's still not satisfied. After a struggle between emotion and reason, he finally mustered up a lot of courage and shamelessly called Meixian.
Old Yang waited a while on the phone. Seeing that Mei Xian didn't answer, he said guiltily, "Mei Xian, are you... unwilling? Then... never mind..."
Mei Xian heard Old Yang's tone, which sounded apologetic, and her heart softened. She said, "Then listen." Mei Xian covered her mouth with her hand and moaned softly, "Hmm... ah... ah... hmm... can you hear me?"
Hearing his wife's moans, Old Yang's mind was filled with Mei Xian's lewdness. He gripped his wife's panties, tightened his penis, and excitedly began to masturbate, the speed increasing. "Good wife, dear wife, don't stop... don't stop..."
Mei Xian called out, and somehow, she seemed to feel something too. Her hand involuntarily reached for her lower body. Suddenly, another hand beat her to it and pressed into her vulva. Startled, Mei Xian quickly turned around and saw a young man she didn't recognize. Mei Xian was
both angry and ashamed, but she didn't dare to shout to stop him, afraid of alerting her husband on the other end of the phone. In desperation, Mei Xian had no choice but to twist her waist and use her other free arm to resist the young man.
Unfortunately, several more men with ill intentions emerged from the darkness. They had all groped Mei Xian while they were dancing, and now, seeing their beauty taken away, they were resentful and came upstairs to look for her. They happened to find Mei Xian hiding in the shadows, making a phone call – a golden opportunity.
Seeing that her struggles were futile, Mei Xian quickly pressed her hand to the phone receiver and said to them, "My husband is the police chief, don't do anything rash." She hoped this would scare the young men away.
But Mei Xian had no idea that lust could cost them their lives. These men were determined to have their way with Mei Xian, and after seeing her wanton behavior on the dance floor, none of them believed that such a seductive woman could be the wife of a police chief.
Mei Xian was pinned against the wall by several young men, her chest pressed against the wall, her large, round breasts instantly flattened into ovals. Someone tried to twist her wrists behind her back, but seeing that Mei Xian was on the phone, they chuckled wickedly and told her to continue. Then they reached down to her lower body, pulled aside her panties, and inserted two fingers into her vagina.
"Ah!" Mei Xian couldn't control herself and let out a long moan. On the other end of the phone, Old Yang excitedly said, "Wife, moan again... moan again... louder..."
Mei Xian's heart was in turmoil and anxiety, filled with indescribable frustration. On one hand, she was being violated by strange men, and on the other hand, her husband seemed to be enjoying it, happily listening to her moans.
Gradually, Meixian grew increasingly angry and embarrassed, her anger rising sharply. She thought to herself, "Men... men are all the same... even... even Lao Yang is bullying me..."
In her rage, Meixian turned her anger on Lao Yang, angrily saying into the phone, "You love hearing me moan on the phone so much, do you want me to be played by someone else?"
Lao Yang was caught up in the moment, his mind a complete blank, and didn't notice anything amiss in Meixian's tone. He replied to himself, "Good wife, moan a couple more times, and I'll pretend I like you being played by someone else."
"Pah!" Mei Xian spat, then continued, "Then listen..." She stuck out her fleshy buttocks, and in retaliation, she slumped back, her vagina making a squelching sound as it swallowed the man's fingers behind her. "Ah...so good...did you hear that...ah...he's fucking me, it feels so good...it feels so good..."
The men next to her, hearing Mei Xian's conversation with Lao Yang, were initially incredulous, then remarked that this woman was truly a slutty and shameless whore. They immediately lost all restraint, pulled down their pants, and began fucking Mei Xian...
On the second floor of the bar, in a dimly lit corner next to the restroom, Mei Xian held a phone in her left hand, her right hand being pulled from behind by a young man. Her chest was pressed against the wall, her fleshy buttocks raised high in the air, trembling and heaving wildly...
Lao Yang: "Wife, is he fucking you good? Is his cock big? Tell him to fuck you harder!"
"Fuck...fuck me to death...so good...so good...he's fucking me so hard! Come on, husband, listen to my moans, mmm...ahhh..." Mei Xian moaned incoherently, her expression intoxicated. Just now, she had lied to Lao Yang, hiding in the bathroom from the conference room. The two had been talking on the phone, growing increasingly aroused, until finally they were unrestrained, almost frenzied.
Lao Yang listened to Mei Xian's vulgar and lewd words, feeling as if he were basking in a spring breeze. In the past, even if Mei Xian was on top of him in bed, she would never say such things. Unexpectedly, today, she was satisfying him so much, even coming up with a thrilling trick of being played with. He loved it to death, he really loved this slutty and wanton wife. As the saying goes, what man doesn't want to marry a woman who is a noble lady off the bed and a slut in bed? Only today did Lao Yang truly understand this truth.
Old Yang, already sweating profusely from masturbating, panted heavily as he said, "Wife, tell me, how did they fuck you..." But if Old Yang were to actually see Mei Xian in the bar right now, he would rather die a thousand times over. Old Yang only thought that Mei Xian was acting so lewdly for his sake, how could he know that his beloved wife was indeed being fucked?
Mei Xian kept her eyes closed, her head against the wall. She struggled to tiptoe, her stockinged toes barely touching the ground, to meet the man behind her. Through her body's sensations, she described the scene to Lao Yang: "Mmm...mmm...they...they...there are three people. Two are standing beside me, each playing with one of my breasts. They're kneading so hard, it hurts so much! Ah! My nipples, they're pulling them up! No! It hurts so much! Please, be gentle!"
"No! Tell them to put more pressure on you!" Lao Yang desperately tried to imagine his wife's description, praising her rich imagination and realistic acting, without a shred of doubt.
"Ah...ah...husband, why are you making things worse? You're helping them bully me, you're really...you're even worse than them!"
"I am bad, I just love hearing you get bullied!"
"Then...then you'll regret it! Hey! You guys, my husband told...told you to play with me harder! Ah! Ah! Let go! Let go now! I was just kidding, it hurts, it hurts so much, it's going to burst, you...you're all big bad guys!"
"Wife, I love you! Don't stop, keep going! Who's doing you right now?"
"It's...it's that third person doing me! He...he's standing behind me, using...using that thing to penetrate me! Mmm...it's going in so deep...I'm about to go soft..." As Meixian spoke, a glistening trail of saliva dripped from her lips. She was a very wet woman, and when she was aroused, her mouth and vagina would often overflow with fluids at the same time, which is why Ma Yun often liked to take turns fucking her two little mouths.
The man to Mei Xian's left, seeing the saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, thought lewdly, "This woman's got a sweet tooth." He exchanged a few words with the man behind her who was fucking Mei Xian, and they smiled at each other. Mei Xian was immediately forced to kneel on the ground, her buttocks raised high. Before Mei Xian could understand what was happening, her lips were pressed against a hot, burning penis, and the man who had been fucking her earlier, with his knees bent, continued to fuck her from behind. While Mei Xian
was giving the man oral sex, Old Yang only heard the sounds of "glug...glug..." coming from the receiver, occasionally accompanied by the sound of swallowing saliva, but when he called for his wife, she didn't answer. Old Yang became a little anxious and said, "Mei Xian, are you still there? Why did you suddenly stop talking? Are you enjoying it too much?"
"Ugh..." Mei Xian's head was held by the man, swallowing and spitting out his penis, unable to speak. After a while, she finally managed to catch her breath and said, "Husband, I'm here, I'm here..." But before she could finish speaking, she was immediately thrust into again.
"What are you doing now?"
The man released Meixian. "Burning...burning..." Meixian suddenly vomited a lot of clear, sticky fluid, then coughed continuously, gasping for breath. After a while, she managed to say, "I...I'm..." But because she had been deep-throated and was still in pain, Old Yang couldn't hear what she was saying at all.
Suddenly, the man behind her grabbed Meixian's buttocks and thrust forcefully, like a bull, his testicles slapping against her labia with a crisp "slap, slap" sound.
"Ah! Ahh!" Meixian couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed to the ground.
Hearing Mei Xian's high-pitched moans again, Lao Yang's heart skipped a beat. Forgetting what had just happened, he assumed the signal was bad and his lust surged. He shouted into the phone, "Great! Great! Wife! Keep moaning!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah! He came... he came all inside me, no... how could you come inside me!"
Lao Yang was completely intoxicated. He rubbed Mei Xian's panties, vigorously stroking his penis, his lips trembling as he said, "Did he come a lot? Keep talking, I'm almost there."
"Ah...ah ah...so...so many..." Suddenly she said again, "Hey! No, why are you changing people?! Ah! No, why...why can you all do it together?! Ah! Ah! No there, don't touch that place. Husband! Husband! Help me! They're using their fingers to poke my anus, pulling out the plug I'm wearing, ah ah! They want...they want to gang rape me! Ah...no...ah..." Mei Xian was almost in a daze, even telling Lao Yang about the fact that she was wearing an anal plug, but Lao Yang seemed completely unaware, and shouted, "Then let them insert it!"
"Ah! They're in! They've really all gone in, they... ah..." Mei Xian couldn't hold on any longer. Her body twisted unnaturally, her hand slipped, and her phone flew half a meter away, landing on the ground with a thud. The battery popped out of the casing. At that moment, Lao Yang's pent-up semen gushed out, soaking his underwear!
However, inside the bar, Mei Xian's expression was contorted, her delicate body suspended in mid-air, forcibly sandwiched between two men. One man reached behind and held Mei Xian's two silk-stockinged legs apart in an M-shape, while the other man stood in front, his hands supporting Mei Xian's plump buttocks. They embraced her like this, one in front and one behind, their penises thrusting in and out of Mei Xian's vagina and anus respectively, stirring wantonly…
Before long, Mei Xian's crotch was already overflowing with fluid, her vaginal opening wide, her labia like butterfly wings, trembling and fluttering from the penetration. Her anus, tender and everted, resembled a baby's mouth, forcibly swallowing another penis. The men's thrusts were rhythmic and disordered, just brute force. Mei Xian felt as if the thin membrane between her vagina and rectum was about to be torn…
Mei Xian writhed, trembled, twisted, and struggled, but her body felt as if it were trapped between two iron walls. Unable to move an inch, Mei Xian could only scream in catharsis, "I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Her body bounced up and down like a frantic deer running for its life. Her silk-stockinged legs were draped over the man's arm, dangling in mid-air. Her left silk-stockinged toe was dangling half of its high heel, swaying precariously as if about to fall. Her right high heel was nowhere to be seen, and her exposed silk-stockinged foot was stretched taut, her toes curled into hooks in stimulation...
Suddenly, Mei Xian's vagina and anus felt a surge of heat, as if something was about to gush out, so hot that she trembled violently. At the same time, her vagina and rectum tightened and relaxed, as if an electric current had surged through her entire body. "Ahhh! Oh my god!" Mei Xian screamed, her body suddenly rebounding and then falling heavily back down. Her muscles convulsed and spasmed, yet the orgasms came in layers, continuous and unending, like a surging tide! Mei Xian was riding the crest of the wave, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure.
People came and went around the restroom, some stopping to watch with varying expressions: some surprised, some envious, some disdainful, some jealous…
While Fallen Angel wasn't exactly a respectable place, and girls being sexually assaulted was common, it was extremely rare for someone like Meixian to be penetrated by two men simultaneously.
In the crowd, a pretty young woman, arm in arm with her male companion, frowned and pointed at Meixian, “Isn’t that the girl downstairs?”
The man, engrossed in watching, his face full of lust, casually lewdly asked, “What, do you want to be like her?”
The woman rolled her eyes at him and spat, “You’re asking for it. I’m not like that.”
“What do you mean, ‘like’? What did you say?”
“Stop pretending. You can’t tell she’s a whore.” The woman’s words quickly faded as she realized her mistake, her cheeks burning. She pulled her companion away quickly.
Ma Yun sat back on the sofa, lost in thought, secretly savoring the lingering afterglow of Mei Xian's presence. He took a sip of his drink, glanced at his watch; Mei Xian had been gone for about 20 minutes. Ma Yun had let Mei Xian make her phone call, expecting her to return quickly, so he hadn't disturbed her. But now, it felt like a mighty river flowing eastward, never to return.
After waiting a while longer, Ma Yun decided to get up and look for Mei Xian, but he still believed she wouldn't leave alone. He had something on her; how could she dare to leave without saying goodbye?
In a dimly lit corner near the restroom, Ma Yun saw a group of people gathered, but upon closer inspection, he found nothing but puddles of thick, sticky liquid on the floor. He couldn't tell if it was vomit or excrement, but it was disgusting. Ma Yun thought to himself, "These people are really weird; why do they like looking at this stuff?"
He searched both the men's and women's restrooms, but still couldn't find Mei Xian. Ma Yun took out his phone and called Mei Xian, but the line was busy. At this point, Ma Yun began to truly worry: where had this woman gone? She certainly wouldn't dare leave on her own; could she have been taken away?
Suddenly, Ma Yun felt as if he had kicked something. Looking down, he saw it was the phone he had bought for Mei Xian, the battery still lying scattered to the side. Clearly, the phone had fallen from a height or been thrown from a height. Ma Yun was secretly alarmed; this "fallen angel" was a mixed bag, and he hoped something might have happened to Mei Xian.
Ma Yun returned to his seat, gathered his thoughts, and prepared to call for help.
Just then, music suddenly blared downstairs! Following the DJ's shouts into the microphone, "Brothers, sisters, little brothers, friends, this is showtime! Welcome our beauty!"
Amidst the cheers, a sexy and glamorous woman, supported by two men, walked onto the stage. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, partially obscuring her face. She appeared dreamy and intoxicated, wearing only a gold three-piece bikini, her breasts partially exposed, the bikini bottoms digging deep into her buttocks, revealing her full, bare buttocks. Her skin shimmered and glowed, as if coated with oil. She wore black stockings and 12-centimeter high-heeled open-toed sandals.
Jack Ma glanced down from the second floor, unable to see the woman's face, only noting her undeniably hot figure. However, with Mei Xian on his mind, he had no interest in other beauties.
Jack Ma picked up his phone, skillfully dialed a few numbers, and was about to make a call when several people suddenly stepped out and stood in front of him, respectfully saying, "Hello sir, would you mind coming with us for a moment?"
Jack Ma looked up and saw the men in suits and ties, temporarily hung up the phone, and asked, "Who are you?"
The leader replied, "Oh, I'm the manager of this bar. Sir, our boss invites you in. Please come in." He then extended an arm, gesturing for Jack Ma to stand up.
On the DJ stage on the first floor, as the music intensified, beautiful women began to dance, their arms sometimes raised high, sometimes lowered, their waists swaying like water snakes, alluring and graceful, their hips swaying and twisting, their movements expansive and dynamic.
The crowd below was captivated, men excited, women following suit, the atmosphere reaching a climax.
Suddenly, the music swelled, and the DJ simultaneously reached out and ripped off the woman's bra, instantly revealing a pair of large, firm breasts, full and erect, with deep red, erect nipples, each adorned with a nipple bell. The woman, however, was completely absorbed in the dance, her enormous breasts swaying wildly in front of her chest, the jingling bells barely visible.
A roar from the crowd drowned out the music.
The DJ shouted, "Let's get this party started!"
"Oh!!" The crowd cheered, and many more people surged onto the dance floor.
The woman on stage turned around, her back to the crowd, boldly sticking out her fleshy buttocks. The thin lines of her swim trunks were clearly visible, digging deeply into her buttocks and even into her labia. Her anus was also visible, as if something was inserted there.
The men in the front row tried to get a better look, but the woman turned back to face the crowd, still swaying her enormous breasts.
The DJ said, "Thank you so much for the performance by our beautiful woman tonight. Let's all cheer and give back to our beauty, okay?"
"Wow!" the crowd shouted. Some of the more wildly dancing women unbuttoned their tops, leaving only their bras, but their figures and looks were not as striking as the woman on stage, so they didn't attract much attention.
After a while, three plumes of white smoke erupted from the stage, instantly obscuring the beautiful woman within the mist.
When the smoke cleared, she was completely naked. The music rose and fell, eerily eerie. The woman stood gracefully in the center of the stage, slowly raising one silk-stockinged leg, taking a step forward. As her toes touched the ground, she used that as a pivot, rotating her body 180 degrees, suddenly turning her back to the crowd. Simultaneously, she placed her hands behind her back, supporting her buttocks.
The men, their mouths dry, stopped and watched, waiting for the woman's next move.
The woman waited a moment, then took a deep breath, as if mentally preparing herself. Suddenly, her long hair fluttered, her body bent forward, and she thrust her full, fleshy buttocks back. She spread her buttocks apart with her hands, revealing a huge anal plug inserted into her anus. With a "pop," the plug sprang open as her buttocks reached their peak, and a gush of white semen instantly spurted out…
I stood in the front row, the semen pouring down my head, soaking my entire body, and I immediately smelled a strange, salty, sour odor. Just then, a call came through my Bluetooth headset: "Captain, we're in position. Can we proceed?"
I took one last look around at the dance floor, the bustling crowd, and my mother performing with such passion on stage. I gritted my teeth and said into my headset, "Go!"

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